Nett Hoojakju.
For several days, Relia hasn’t stepped a foot outside the bedroom. Although more than four days have passed since she came out of the dreadful prison, she still felt the chill throughout her body, just like when she was imprisoned.
It was an experience that could only be described as horrific. She had never imagined experiencing such a thing in her life.
“It’s all because of… ”
Because of Ibelia.
Relia swallowed the name that was synonymous with putting her in prison. It was terrifying to mention her name like a well-trained dog, even though she hadn’t undergone severe torture. If she uttered that name again, it seemed like she might be imprisoned again and never come out.
Yet, her hatred towards Ibelia escalated to an extreme. Just recalling her name made her teeth grind.
“I wish she were dead.”
With bloodshot eyes, Relia mumbled while glaring into the air. Her appearance was not only poisoned but also filled with madness. If Ibelia were in front of her at that moment, she might not have hesitated to rush and strangle her.
The symptoms that had worsened during her imprisonment showed no improvement even after her release. As a result, even the maid who had been with her for a long time was hesitant to approach her.
So, if Relia didn’t seek her, the maid only found her during the early morning, before bed, and occasionally during meals. However, unexpectedly, a knocking sound echoed suddenly into the quiet bedroom.
The one who opened the door and revealed herself was her longtime maid.
“Um… Miss.”
She approached Relia with a frightened face. However, Relia only stared into the air without giving the maid a glance.
From the maid’s perspective, it was a sufficiently frightening sight to feel fear. She wanted to leave immediately, but there was something she needed to convey to her owner.
The maid took a deep breath and stood still in front of Relia. Then, with a cautious voice, she spoke.
“Uh, Miss. Just now, a scorpion arrived at the palace. If Miss has recovered well, it would be good to go to the empress’s palace… I mean, it would be nice…”
“What did you say?”
Relia, who had been glaring into the air, suddenly raised her body and stared at the maid. With such an abrupt change in attitude, the maid shook her body like a frightened bird.
“F-from the… palace.”
“No, what’s next?”
“The empress’s palace, you mean…?”
In response to the fearful voice of the maid, a dangerous light flickered in Relia’s eyes for a moment. It couldn’t be helped.
She thought she had been abandoned. Because she was not taken out of prison even after a long time, because she was treated coldly without seeing Duke Garnet, who had briefly visited. Even after being released from prison, he didn’t look for her at all. But now, a scorpion was sent from the empress’s palace.
“Write a reply that you’ll go right away and send it to the empress’s palace. Hold on to my appearance for a while.”
Upon the command of the maid, Relia abruptly rose from her seat. For several days, she had refrained from eating and drinking, and it was unclear where she found the energy.
Relia’s appearance instilled even more fear in the maid. However, she couldn’t ignore her owner’s command.
The maid, tearfully, followed Relia to raise her spirits.
Around lunchtime, Felix, sitting with crossed legs, intensely observed the back of Caliph, who was looking at the wall. More precisely, it was the reflection of Caliph in the mirror hanging on the wall.
It was impossible to see him elegantly. Exactly four days ago, after seeming to handle the situation well with Ibelia, his complexion became pale. The times when he worried about him now felt futile.
Although now was much better than the appearance of him who seemed to stab himself with a knife in his heart, without a hint of regret, than the moment he thought he would end his life at any moment, it was still hard to accept this vividly different appearance.
Moreover, acting like she was going to die anytime, constantly looking at the mirror in anticipation of the promise with Ibelia, it wouldn’t look pretty.
“Why, are you planning to dress up nicely? To meet Ibelia in a pretty appearance?”
Felix, unable to bear it any longer, said sarcastically. However, Caliph remained silent and indifferent to the provocation.
“Hey, can’t you hear me again? Is that right? I thought you had a unique ability, but it seems it’s not that special. The ability to only hear what you want to hear while picking people apart.”
Felix’s voice was full of spite. Whether it worked or not, Caliph, who hadn’t shown any reaction, turned around.
“Don’t be sulky.”
“Huh, so I’ll be honored to sulk a little more.”
“It’s not worth responding to.”
After Caliph’s warning, Felix, who continued to sulk, clenched his fist and expressed his grievances like a viper.
“Isn’t this too much? Do you know how worried I was about you? But you don’t even listen to me. Can a person change so much with just one word from Ibelia, saying not to go?”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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